Traveling to the Cemetery of My People, Part One
Mister is barking in a steady rhythm. His metronome bark. Consider it a warning siren. He knows. There is a...
What Jolene Knows That I Don’t
Mister has a big all-day chewy and doesn’t even come out to wave goodbye. Mister would like you to know...
Mister Says More Praise Please
I got the clean go-to-town coat off the hook and Jolene started the truck dance. Mister had a look of...
Shhh… We’re Being Watched.
The week started with a needle in my forehead. You just knew it was going to improve. Then each day...
Jolene Says, Lock Up Your Sheep (While I Flounder On)
We're on the road at 6:30 AM on a Sunday, and the first vehicle we passed was a horse trailer....
Jolene Stars in a Walt Disney Movie
Last Thursday morning, we left for Texas as four bald eagles were circling high above the farm. I've never seen...
Jolene Gets a Job. Not the One You Think.
We were in a different pen than usual, and it was horribly windy. That’s the excuse you might make if...
Jolene Says, Doesn’t My Title Entitle Me to Something?
Jolene expects that we will have an adventure every single day. Mister hopes we don't. He likes to keep it...
Jolene and the Healing Quality of Dog Spit
I can't remember having leaves so early on our high desert prairie. Shade is scarce since losing our trees. There's...
Jolene Just Knows the One Word
I'm starting to look like Garrison Keillor. You know, if I dyed my hair brown. I'm not bragging, just stating...
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